[Welcome to Frustrated!Richie, Bruce. You are SO not his favorite person right now, and if he had anything remotely resembling something dangerous he would probably try to inflict copious amounts of pain on you THROUGH the communicator.]
Do you know fucking anything? Or is your job just to tell everyone you'll help them and then not?
How about my fucking glasses, can you at least get those fixed? Because I only have one pair and I can't fucking see.
[They may be in the room already, he doesn't know. As mentioned, he didn't actually look around all that hard.]
Voice;
Do you know fucking anything? Or is your job just to tell everyone you'll help them and then not?
How about my fucking glasses, can you at least get those fixed? Because I only have one pair and I can't fucking see.
[They may be in the room already, he doesn't know. As mentioned, he didn't actually look around all that hard.]